The Richest Man in Metropolis is My Backer by Dream Searcher

“That’s right! Check the kitchen if you

don’t believe me,” Lisbeth replied with a smile.

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“No, I believe you! I just… I just can’t help but think you’re too kind to me. I’m already getting really nervous,” I admitted.

1 couldn’t understand why a family so high in the hierarchy would do so much for a mere tailor. Even if my designs were exceptional, the Kenways could have easily found other fashion designers.

“Don’t be nervous, dear. I simply like you. You’re very pleasant,” she said warmly.

“T–Thank you, ma’am.” I honestly couldn’t believe my luck.

While Lisbeth changed into her usual clothes, I texted Jean

Me: [Is Chef Remy taking a leave today at The Oriole?]

How did you know? He has five days off a month. As long as he applies for leave a day earlier, we always grant it. He said he needed a break

my phone tightly. So Soren meant it when he said could come to the Kenway

Oh my God!

noticed my expression.

trying to come up with another excuse to decline lunch?”

Remy’s

just… You’re too nice to me, Madame Kenway. I can’t help but feel nervous. I mean, growing up, very few people were ever

been nothing but kind to me. It feels like I’m in a dream, “I confessed, letting

hand reassuringly. “Sweetie, you’re a good girl who’s been dealt an unfair hand in life. Just hearing

don’t mind, I can be your family. You’ll

welled up in my eyes. “I… I… I don’t

think nothing of it, dear. One day you’ll understand why the universe brought us together,” she

I frowned. What?

ready, ma’am,” Charles announced.

chirped. “Come on, time for lunch! Let’s see

her when a thought struck me. “Um, is Mr. Kenway home?